Chapter 804: This is a show

Chapter 804: This Is A Show
Xiao Li looked depressed, and following Fang Chuan, he did not expect that he would be captured by this kid like this.
However, there is no alternative, he can only recognize it.
"Fang Chuan, who is this person?" Tang Yueying looked at Xiao Li with a look of surprise.
Fang Chuan smiled: "It was those people who were caught by me."
He then looked at Xiao Li: "Where is your car?"
Xiao Li hurriedly responded, and brought Fang Chuan to the front of the car and handed the key to Fang Chuan.
This is a Lexus NX, an SUV-type car with pretty good performance in all aspects.
Soon, Fang Chuan opened the car door and threw Xiao Li directly in.
Originally, Xiao Li was already prepared at this time. When Fang Chuan was driving, he looked for a chance to jump out.
They are also trained in this aspect.
However, soon, he was disappointed.
He found that he couldn't use any strength at all. In this case, walking was okay, and jumping from the car was looking for death.
He looked shocked and didn't know what was going on.
In fact, it was Fang Chuan's use of true qi to seal off their qi and blood.
Fang Chuan turned around, glanced at Xiao Li, and smiled faintly: "Don't think about running away, it's useless, you have no chance in front of me."
"Understood." Xiao Li was completely convinced.
Fang Chuan smiled, and then swept away his consciousness, and he knew where the fighting maniac and the so-called Tai Chi master Yan Lei were competing.
It was a playground in Xiamen University. At this moment, there were already many onlookers around, all discussing the game.
"Huaxia's traditional martial arts are all fake. They are liars. It's not as good as shit. Let those masters come and fight with me!"
"I practice Sanda for three years, and I can knock out those liars in five seconds!"
"Chinese Kungfu is a lie!"
People with this attitude account for the overwhelming majority. In fact, these people have only been affected by the Internet and contributed to the situation.
Many people only follow blindly and cannot think rationally.
Fang Chuan was also a little angry after hearing these words. He only felt that nowadays netizens have less and less self-views and are always led by the nose.
However, this is also normal. Whoever makes traditional martial arts, like Yangchun Baixue, has a high and low song, and some inheritance is self-cherishing, and is always reluctant to pass it on.
As a result, more and more fake masters came out to bluff and deceive the world.
At this time, Fang Chuan believed that it was time to stand up.
Soon, he drove the car to the edge of the playground, and then got out of the car with Tang Yueying.
At this moment, many people are also walking into the playground from the outside, one by one happily and heatedly discussing.
"Fang Chuan, are you really going to participate in this matter?" Tang Yueying asked.
Fang Chuan glanced at Tang Yueying. He knew that Tang Yueying was mostly worried that he would stand up and be reported by the current media, making random propaganda and causing trouble.
These things are all lessons learned.
He waved his hand: "Miss Tang, don't worry, I don't want to be reported, so no one can report me."
"That's good." Tang Yueying nodded, he was also very confident in Fang Chuan.
"I'll go see it too." Xiao Li quickly said, "Although I have practiced modern martial arts, I am also a practitioner of traditional martial arts. One of my teachers is someone who has real kung fu. He took us to perform. The task, a person has been out of the siege, all depends on his skill."
"Let's go together." Fang Chuan glanced at Xiao Li and smiled faintly.
Afterwards, the three of them, followed by everyone, also came to the playground.
At this time, there was already a huge crowd, and later people could only stand on the outside, and there was no way to see the situation inside.
Tang Yueying was also upset when she saw it.
However, Fang Chuan smiled faintly and walked forward, and then a strong wind rushed out of his body. As he walked forward, the person in front couldn't help but make way for him.
"Oh, don't squeeze!"
"Who is squeezing!"
"I'm going, so much strength!"
These people actually received a strong force, but they couldn't find out who did it. After all, Fang Chuan didn't touch them.
In this way, Fang Chuan and the others took advantage of the trend and came to the first row, seeing that there were already a dozen people on the field at this moment.
One of them is 1.9 meters, 180 kilograms, very strong.
Fang Chuan read on Liu Ru's Weibo that this man is the fighting madman, Zheng Weidong, with a shaggy beard, who looks like an informal martial artist.
However, Fang Chuan also clearly smelled a faint scent of cologne from his body.
With a tick at the corner of his mouth, he understood that this person was packaging himself and dressing himself up according to the existing set of people.
This is obviously already a show.
And the person opposite him, with a long white beard, a ruddy complexion, wearing kung fu, wearing cloth shoes, looks like an immortal style.
This person is Yan Lei, the super master of Tai Chi who used to upload very superbly on the Internet.
According to legend, he once pushed a dozen young and strong guys to the ground alone, and some of them couldn't get up for a while.
This time, after Zheng Weidong fought in Rongcheng, he posted on Weibo, after a period of fermentation, he came to play in Xiamen.
He said before that he should be forgiven and forgive, and he will not hurt people with internal force, otherwise, he will kill people.
However, Fang Chuan swept away his spiritual knowledge and found out that this person had some internal power.
Don't talk about internal power, even if there is no trace of Qi in the body, this is a bit unreasonable.
Even if the old men in the park even practice Tai Chi for more than ten years, they can still have a trace of energy in their bodies.
Of course, this kind of qi is the qi of Taoism that keeps in good health, just to strengthen the body and keep the blood flowing smoothly.
This Yan Lei didn't even have this energy, a Tai Chi master, didn't even have the kung fu for health preservation.
Fang Chuan shook his head when he saw him.
Time passed by one minute and one second. Soon, a referee came on the field and announced the rules. It was an unlimited fight. You could raise gears or goug your eyes.
The game is within ten minutes, as long as there is no life-threatening situation, the referee will not block.
If knocked down, do not admit defeat, do not faint, the attacker can continue to attack.
Then, the referee took a step back and shouted: "Both sides are ready!"
"Master, I'm here to fight fakes. For the rise of China, you can't blame me. I hurt you and I am responsible."
Zheng Weidong said righteously: "If I were beaten to death by you, I would recognize it, at least, I have made a contribution to our China!"
When everyone heard his sensational speech, they immediately began to cheer and applaud as if they were beaten up.
Many students and audiences immediately regarded Zheng Weidong as a god.
Yan Lei stood long, with an expert appearance, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will keep my hands and won't kill you."
"Can you start?" Zheng Weidong smiled.
"Sure." Yan Lei nodded.
Zheng Weidong gestured to the referee, and the referee hurriedly shouted: "Start!"